well, the tony that stands in front of him now looks better. just how peter remembers him, before thanos, before the stones. before. like he's at least been sleeping. like he's alive - and he is, here. suddenly the thought of finding a way back to his own space and time doesn't feel as urgent.
peter laughs, a single nervy sound as tony breaks the tension of uncertainty with that bad little joke. ] So you know, [ slips out, and he frowns. that is one unknown variable down. or was tony brought straight here, right after the fight? he isn't sure what unsettles him more but it's pretty fair to say that multiverses don't really care for good timing and peter isn't going to start asking. not yet. maybe later, maybe when settled in, impatience spilling over in too many questions.
hand on shoulder acts as fine anchor, but he doesn't know how to answer the question with anything other than: ] I'm okay. [ he's not, but are any of them, really? he looks older, feels so damn tired when he considers it.
how can he even begin to fill the spaces of what happened after tony's sacrifice? does he even have that right? how does he tell him that he messed up so profoundly, when tony trusted him with e.d.i.t.h? and later, with dr strange and aunt may and — he hurries to fill in the silence. ] It just feels a little weird here, that's all. I mean, there's the whole magic thing, and multiverses — which is fine — but then their tech is pretty much nonexistent, so ...
... so are you — working on anything cool? [ perfect. nailed this whole conversation. ]
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well, the tony that stands in front of him now looks better. just how peter remembers him, before thanos, before the stones. before. like he's at least been sleeping. like he's alive - and he is, here. suddenly the thought of finding a way back to his own space and time doesn't feel as urgent.
peter laughs, a single nervy sound as tony breaks the tension of uncertainty with that bad little joke. ] So you know, [ slips out, and he frowns. that is one unknown variable down. or was tony brought straight here, right after the fight? he isn't sure what unsettles him more but it's pretty fair to say that multiverses don't really care for good timing and peter isn't going to start asking. not yet. maybe later, maybe when settled in, impatience spilling over in too many questions.
hand on shoulder acts as fine anchor, but he doesn't know how to answer the question with anything other than: ] I'm okay. [ he's not, but are any of them, really? he looks older, feels so damn tired when he considers it.
how can he even begin to fill the spaces of what happened after tony's sacrifice? does he even have that right? how does he tell him that he messed up so profoundly, when tony trusted him with e.d.i.t.h? and later, with dr strange and aunt may and — he hurries to fill in the silence. ] It just feels a little weird here, that's all. I mean, there's the whole magic thing, and multiverses — which is fine — but then their tech is pretty much nonexistent, so ...
... so are you — working on anything cool? [ perfect. nailed this whole conversation. ]